Seeing this, Zeng Shuyu slapped his thigh and sighed: "Hey, it's over, if these two factions really fight, there will be damage, Shaolin Temple is not far from here, and this account will definitely be counted on my head when the time comes, and once the two of them fight, attracting the officers and soldiers guarding the city, and where it reaches the emperor, he will definitely suspect that I colluded with martial arts people to intend to rebel, and my Zeng family can be regarded as completely finished..."

At this time, the old man Zeng was like an ant on a hot pot, so anxious that he wanted to come forward to persuade him, and he thought that these martial arts people would not buy their own accounts, so they had to resign themselves to fate....

There are more than 100 Shaolin monks who came, and the first leader is the "Zhizi generation" senior monk Master Zhixiang, and behind him is Zimu who showed his skills at the martial arts conference and Zijue, two Shaolin rookies with a sense of joy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But Na Zijue was not a hip-hop funny expression at this time, his eyes looked red and swollen, and the cuffs and neckline were soaked with a large piece, as if he had cried. The other Shaolin monks also had a sad look on their faces, and at this time they all looked at the Kunlun faction with resentment.

"Hello Senior Brother Zhixiang, you are polite!" The young uncle was still generous at this time, and stepped forward to salute him.

The wise minister pronounced the Buddha's horn and said: "Senior brother young uncle, we were originally ordered by the senior brother in charge to go down the mountain to greet you, capture the traitor as soon as possible, and return our Shaolin innocence, but why don't you ask about the innocent, so that you can intercept and kill us halfway!"

"This ?...." The young boy couldn't help but wonder when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer.

At this time, Li Mingxuan, who was behind him, suddenly said: "Uncle Shi, this matter should be left to me to deal with!"

Since Yu Qingzi, the head of the teaching agency before leaving, he ordered that Li Mingxuan should be the leader of this matter, and several uncles could assist from the side!

"Well, okay!" the young boy nodded and retreated,

I saw Li Mingxuan looking up to the sky and laughing three times and sneering: "Uncle Zhixiang, we haven't asked Shaolin for an explanation, you actually sued the wicked first and bit us back, I don't know what your intentions are?"

"Amitabha! Master Mingxuan's nephew really gave birth to a sharp tooth, but..."Zhixiang sighed when he said this, leaned sideways, and all the monks behind him consciously dodged a way.

I saw a slightly chubby middle-aged monk lying on a stretcher on the ground, but I saw that there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth at this time, and his eyes had been closed for a long time.

"Ahh

Li Mingxuan snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, you Shaolin is really amazing, you even used a bitter meat trick!"

Those Shaolin monks were already angry in their hearts, and when they heard him look at him with great sarcasm, how could he hold back at this time, wiped his tears with his wide sleeves, jumped up and pointed at Li Mingxuan and said: "You are still a cultivator, why do you speak so viciously, how can my master allow you to insult now that his bones are not cold, and he is not afraid of death, we will fight to the death!"

Li Mingxuan raised his sword eyebrows and sneered: "Haha, I'll be afraid of you?"

"Ahh

I saw Zimu slowly shaking his head at him, turning his head to look at Li Mingxuan and saying, "Brother Li said that he laughed, my junior brother is your opponent, but since ancient times, it is reasonable to travel all over the world, and the heroes present will not be prejudiced in the future!"

After Zimu finished speaking, he glanced at Uncle Zhixiang, and at this time, two monks carried the body of Zijue's master, Master Zhiji.

"Everyone, look!" Zimu ripped Uncle Zhiji's monk's robe open, revealing a palm print on his chest.

"Huh!" Young Bozi and several other emperors were shocked when they saw this.

But he saw that Na Zhiji had a purple palm print on his chest, but his limbs were stiff and cold, and his body seemed as if he had just been lifted out of the ice cellar.

As usual, it is the beginning of August, and the weather is hot, which should not be the case, but it is a big mistake.

Zhixiang looked at the six emperors and said, "What do the six senior brothers say?"

"Hmph!" Li Mingxuan couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw him deliberately bypassing him.

The young uncle's face was solemn and said, "This looks like he died from the power of the cold palm." ”

"Hehe, yes!" Chi Xiang laughed angrily.

The young uncle's face was solemn and he said: "But after he was slapped, the palm power did not disperse within five or six hours, this kind of kung fu, we are ashamed of ourselves, even if it is the senior brother in charge, too..."

Seeing this, Li Mingxuan rushed and said: "The martial arts of the family master are thorough, but now that he is sitting in Kunlun, how can he have skills, and if it is his old man's hand, how can he let you leave alive?"

"Hmph...." Those Shaolin monks couldn't help but snort coldly when they saw that he was already a humble person.

The Zhixiang Master was also a virtuous master with profound cultivation, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but change color anymore and said, "Master Li and nephew are so angry! Don't you plan to leave all of us behind?"

"Hmph, hum!" Li Mingxuan snorted lightly in his nose and did not answer immediately, but someone in the Kunlun faction camp suddenly said: "Today I want to leave all of you behind, what are you going to do!"

People looked sideways, but they didn't see who it was coming from.

But as soon as these words came out, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, the Shaolin monks were all angry at each other, and the sticks were raised, and the Kunlun faction saw that they were all swords out of the sheath, Li Mingxuan saw this and made a look at the six emperors, but he saw that the young uncle, Xuanxuzi, Biyunzi, and Qin Xueqing all had some hesitation on their faces, and they couldn't help but sink their faces, and the three emperors nodded and sighed lightly when they saw this!

Seeing that the opportunity was wrong, the master of Zhixiang over there roared angrily: "Tie the Arhat Array!"

I saw one hundred and ten Shaolin disciples running and jumping, protecting the bodies of Zhixiang, Zimu Zijue and Master Zhiji in the array, Zhixiang took the opportunity to whisper: "If you can't resist later, the two of you will retreat immediately, and you must not fight!"

"Uncle Shi, how can we leave you alone to escape!" both Zimu and Zijue said.

"It's an order!" said Ji Xiang with a serious expression. Seeing this, the two of them nodded unbearably.

"Alas, after being ambushed last night, I flew a pigeon to pass the book, hoping that the reinforcements from the senior brother in charge would arrive in time!" Zhixiang prayed in his heart.

But he forgot that Songshan was only a hundred and ten miles away from this Luozhou, and if he had received the news, he would have sent someone to help him a long time ago, how could he wait until this moment and there would be no one to be seen.

The Kunlun faction came this time with a total of one hundred and ten elite disciples in the sect, plus the helpers of other factions who were invited, a total of two or three hundred people, not to mention that the "Twelve Emperors of Kunlun" came here, the situation is extremely unfavorable for Shaolin, it is a completely one-sided situation, but when this scene is a Shaolin disciple, even if he dies in battle, he will not let others bully him at will!

Since Li Mingxuan had already planned to wipe out all the Shaolin monks in front of him, he wanted to fight a quick battle, rely on overwhelming superiority, solve the battle in an instant, and then immediately return west, "From then on, Kunlun and Shaolin will become mortal enemies and start a full-scale war, and then our master and apprentice will take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents and cultivate their own forces..."

This thought flashed through his mind, and he shouted: "All the disciples of the Kunlun Sect obey the order! The Shaolin Temple first killed my uncle, and now it is blaming our faction, what should I do?"

"Rest until death! .....Rest until death," the Kunlun sect disciples all rubbed their hands and said loudly.

"Kill me!" Li Mingxuan's face suddenly turned gloomy like water, and after speaking, he gathered momentum and prepared to move forward to kill.

"Kill...." The people in the Kunlun faction camp all shouted loudly and rushed forward, seeing the scuffle together, blood would suddenly be splattered with a hundred steps, and there would be heavy casualties. And in the future, how many lives will be lost in the war between the two factions!

At this time, he suddenly saw a gray-clothed man standing between the two sides first, and shouted: "Stop!" The sound was like thunder, shocking and forcefully forcing the people who were about to rush forward from the Kunlun faction.

They all looked at the uninvited guest in front of them curiously, but saw that he was dressed in a gray shirt, and his figure was tall, but the hat on his head was hanging low to cover his face.

Li Mingxuan glanced at him at this time, stepped forward and said, "This brother dares to ask the surname Gao, why don't you show your true face?"

But when he heard the man's voice, he said hoarsely: "The cheap name is not enough to worry about, and the villain is afraid of disturbing everyone if he suffers from leprosy!"

"Ah....." Someone heard that he was suffering from leprosy, and they couldn't help but take a step back, and then someone in the Kunlun camp had a fluctuating voice, mocking: "Since you are a nameless junior, then stay and don't stop us from doing business!"

Li Mingxuan looked suspicious when he saw this, and he didn't go to investigate, to see how this person responded?

Master Zhixiang and the others also looked at him, hoping that the strange man in front of them could help them avoid this unsuspenseful battle.

I saw the man with the hat and said: "Although I am a nobody, I also hope that the rivers and lakes will be peaceful..."

But before he finished speaking, the previous sarcastic voice suddenly sounded again: "Haha, what you said is high-sounding, I think you are putting gold on your face, and you are not ashamed...."

"Hmph!" I saw the man in the hat snort coldly, and rushed towards the Kunlun faction formation like a puff of smoke, but when he came back, he was carrying a big man in his hand.

"Huh!" everyone couldn't help but be secretly surprised when they saw that he had never moved, and there was an extra person in his hand.

"Hurry up and let our gang leader go...... At this time, seven or eight people suddenly shouted, and some people recognized that they were all disciples of the Willow Leaf Gang, and the man with the hat was carrying Feng Shaoru, the leader of the Willow Leaf Gang.

There are only five or six hundred members of this willow leaf gang, and the gang controls thousands of acres of willow trees and willow weaving industry in Luozhou.

Shaolin Temple originally wanted to eliminate harm to the rivers and lakes, but they never thought that they would hug the thighs of the Kunlun faction and mingle with the local government, and the Shaolin Temple could only turn a blind eye.

There are more than a dozen people in the Willow Leaf Gang who are good at helping the Kunlun Gang this time, "Hmph!" saw the man with the hat snort coldly and threw Feng Shaoru to the ground.

"Oops!" I only heard him scream! But because the meridians were controlled, I couldn't get up!

"You ...." The members of the Willow Leaf Gang couldn't help but point at him with their long swords when they saw him treating the gang leader like this, but when they saw the hand he had just revealed, they didn't dare to step forward, so they only denounced it with angry eyes!